Tag Archives: Time

Ahh. Nothing like the smooth taste of a piece of white birthday cake smothered with a heaping helping of butter cream icing. As it passes through my cake-hole, leaving a film of grease along my palate, a couple of swigs … Continue reading →

With reckless abandon I tunneled my way into the cold dusty space, determined to clear a wide path before the end of the day. I set out to do what seemed like an impossibility. Our large storage room above the … Continue reading →

I am pious and shallow. I believe that the Apostle Paul must have had it all wrong. When he proclaimed that he was the “chief of sinners” in his first letter to Timothy, I don’t believe he had met me, … Continue reading →

I found a hiding place. Just for a moment, one solitary moment, I found it. For a brief moment I sat down in the midst of clutter, a stained mop bucket, dirty clothes, and a broken down baby stroller. While … Continue reading →

In an afternoon coffee haze, I settle into my lazy chair, feet propped up on the stool. The fancy-pants people at the furniture store would call it an ottoman, but I prefer the word stool. I’ve yet to understand how … Continue reading →